english,
Literary: Render
If only I could paint our picture
Just like how I would before
In the most vibrant hues,
Graceful strokes,
And never fading colors
But I've lost all senses,
Blinded—I see no light
If only I could cry a thousand drops of paint
To wash away uncertainty with beauty
Will you hold my hand
And guide me to make this picture alive
So that I will no longer fear our transient story?
Will you help me love again?
Remind me of the rainbow that awaits in your caress?
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